The war against the Dark Lord was over. I was finally free of the curse that was put on me. I could finally spend a summer like an average person.

Of course, because of the events that transpired during the war, I was prevented from completing my last year at Hogwarts, though I wasn't sure that I wanted to anymore. I mean, all that homework and classes!

But Professor McGonagall had insisted that the students repeat the year that they had missed. After all, it was not only us that suffered lack of education. It had been halfway through the year that the war had started; therefore, most of the students lost valuable learning time. They had not finished their years. There would be eight years of students at Hogwarts this year, and we had been forced to attend.

The new Headmistress had insisted that the students do double the work to get the lost knowledge, which meant more extended classes, and longer nights full of homework. I just knew that it would be absolute torture.

A few days after we got the letter, Hermione, the Weasley's and I set out to Platform nine and three quarters. All around us, people were bustling, trying to get to their train on time. We made your way through the growing crowds.

"All rights all right, please stop harassing me, dear." Mr Weasly whispered to his wife as she shoved him away from some muggle invention.

The red-headed woman rolled her eyes. Then went back to usher us to the platform.

Finally, we reached our destination. Platform nine, and three quarters. Wizards and witches moved about, all hurrying to say goodbye to loved ones for the year.

We bid farewell to Mr and Mrs Weasly and dragged our luggage onto the train. Ginny went off to find her friends, and that left Hermione and Ron to accompany me.

We walked down the train, trying to find an empty compartment. Almost all of the crates were full, the extra year of students overcrowding the vehicle.

We settled into the warm leather seats and sat in silence. We could hear shouting from outside. The train began to chug along. We all turned to stare out the window.

There was a patterning on the roof from the rain that had begun to fall.

The time passed, no one dared to break into silence. The trolley lady stopped by, offering sweets. I bought a few boxes of Bertie Botts every flavour beans, but I wasn't hungry, so I shoved them into the already overflowing trunk.

There was a knocking on the compartment door. A red-headed girl entered the compartment. Ginny sat next to Hermione and clapped her hands.

"Hey," she said," What have you guys been up to?"

None of us answered her.

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

Ron turned looked at his sister, "We haven't done anything. There's nothing to do."

His voice was snapping.

"Okay okay. No need to yell at me. Please, I am your sister. Show me more respect." She snapped back, "What are you guys going to do this year?"

I didn't really want to talk to anyone at the moment, but I saw no point in staying in my silence.

My voice was quiet as I spoke, "Probably sneak around and go see Hagrid in the early hours. Maybe almost get expelled. You know the usual."

Ginny nodded, "What about you Ronald?"

"Don't call me Ronald," he whined, "And the same as usual. I see no sense in changing it."

Ginny made a sour face at her older brother, an annoyed look creeping into her eyes. Then she turned to Hermione.

"Let me think Hermione, you are going to tell these to off but go with them. And then go to the library a few hundred time a day? That's what you usually do."

Hermione gave Ginny a dirty look, "I don't know. I think we are all tired of sneaking around at night and avoiding trouble. I'm going to pay attention to all of my classes because I want to graduate Hogwarts with good grades."

Ginny sighed, and shook her head, "Whatever."

Ginny stood up and marched to the door, "It's about time we got our robes on." And with that she disappeared from our compartment, leaving an old feeling.

Thanks for reading. I hope it was enjoyable enough to continue reading it when I get more chapters done. I also know that the chapter is a bit rushed, but I wanted to get it done and over with. This is like, the tenth time I've re-written this. My freaking computer wouldn't save it. Yeah...

Until Next Time!

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